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Book 2:
Chapter 1 . Chapter 2 . Chapter 3 . Chapter 4 . Chapter 5 . Chapter 6 . Chapter 7 . Chapter 8 . Chapter 9
Chapter 10 . Chapter 11 . Chapter 12
Adam and Evelyn flew toward the second research station, where Vorts kept his experiment. As they flew, Evelyn looked at the scans, and Adam could see that something had caught her attention.
“What is it?”
"Is that a volcano formation or giant meteorite crater? “ She asked as she showed him the round mountain ridge at a diameter of 10 kilometers.
"Oh, that’s the big one, meteorite crater. I was thinking of dome it, but It’s too big. There are a couple of smaller ones spread around, but the best ones are underwater now. Only the Big one left.” He said, and she looked puzzled at him.
“You gave up on it? Doesn’t sound like you.”
“More like I had other things to work on, so I forgot. Why? Do you have a solution?” He looked at her, and she nodded.
“Forcefield. You have an atmosphere now, so you only need a forcefield to keep the air inside.” She replied.
“Yeah, but the oxygen would still leak,just at a lower level. One big storm, and everything is blown out.”
“Weather satellites, an GenasadVin inert field on top and all outer wind can be controlled. Those suckers can turn a category 5 tornado into a fresh summer breeze, and the schematics can be bought over the net. You should check what colony schematics you can get over the net. Probably a bunch you’re missing.” She said with a wink.
“Still need those forcefields.” He said, then he stopped to think. “I’m a fucking idiot. You just need standard ship shielding. Jork could easily set up a few towers to cover the whole area.”
“Hey, you’re not an idiot; you’re my idiot.” She said with a grin. Adam laughed. “As you are mine.”
“At least I don’t have a problem admitting that. You make me do stupid things, Adam Wrangler!” She replied.
When the ship landed at the base, they got out and walked out to meet Vorts and his crew. He had three students working with him, in addition to three science droids.
“Hey, hows the babies?” Evelyn asked and Vorts beamed.
“Growing stronger every day. They will open their eyes soon.” Then he looked at Adam. “Thank you so much for assigning Karat to guard her. You have no idea how much that means for us.”
“Hey, it’s the least I could do. I don’t need so many droids sneaking around to guard me. Besides, your children are precious and need the best protection; just remember to put a tag on them when they get older. You remember how hard it was to keep track of Miker.” Adam said as they walked through the hallways to the laboratory. Inside, they saw several tubes and canisters of different sizes. Inside, they saw animals in different stages of development, from fetuses to almost full-grown. Vorts explained as they walked around.
“As you see here, these are simply the biological forms of different animals; they have only basic brain functions, and this is where we check if their forms are viable. Suppose we cannot grow them without serious genetic failures or mental disorders forming. In that case, that has to be fixed before we can go to phase two, which is the test against different viruses and bacteria they might encounter on the planet. Luckily, we only need blood samples for this part; we are way past the old-fashioned way of breeding stock and exposing them to it. Those were barbaric times.” He shuddered at the thought then he led them through the laboratory and out to a large dome that looked more like a large zoo.
“This is our ground-based haven; here, we grow a different breed that has been approved and let them loose in their little domain. Unfortunately, we are running out of space.” He stepped aside to let them enter the large dome. Adam stood silently as Evelyn looked at Vorts and back at Adam. “He made you a zoo of animals that are xeno-adjusted? That’s decades ahead of us.”
“Well, we did the same with me,” Adam said, and Evelyn looked at him.
“No, your DNA was just cleaned up; this is adding Xeno DNA to human DNA. I have only heard about crossbreeding among similar species, such as humans and the Nalos. He is talking about the immunization of alien diseases and improving the immune system, including Xeno virology.” She seemed to have trouble grasping what she was saying. It was so amazing for her.
“Well, the xen-virology is actually Hara’s department. She is the one fixing those; I’m just implementing them. It’s teamwork,” Vorts commented as he checked his pad.
‘Wait, isn’t she… On the papers, she is a nurse, and she is the head of the medical station on Piradas. How?” Evelyn was getting more confused and looked at Adam. “What is going on here?”
“She is a Tufon, the only female Tufons that are allowed to hold high educational rank are the military. So, officially, she only has papers for being a head nurse; she is probably a level five medical doctor, that’s a professor with a high level of practical experience. I keep asking her to take that damn education.” Evelyn just stared at him.
‘You got two level five academics here? Why isn’t this planet already a blooming paradise?” She asked, surprised, and Adam looked at Vorts and then back at her.
“Officially, I only have one. As for paradise, we are working on it.” As Vorst spoke, a droid came over with a cart and one black puppy, and Vorst smiled.
“He doesn’t know how to be a boss. If I were him, I would simply have ordered her to take those tests.”
Adam laughed and picked up the puppy, holding it in his hand. He saw Evelyn’s brain trying to reset after all the information she had gotten and trying to comprehend what Adam was holding.
“Oh? Okay, you go tell her then. Let’s see how that goes,” Adam said, and Vorts held up his hands, disarming.
“I’m not her boss and not suicidal. Hell, she will only listen to you and Roks about those things.”
Adam thought about it and gave Evelyn the puppy. “Yeah, we have Roks do it. That’s the best solution.” Then he turned to Evelyn, who had completely forgotten them and was too busy to snuggle with his new best friend.
“I think she will be busy for a while. Why don’t you give me a tour?” Adam asked, and Vorts chuckled.
Jork agreed with Evelyn about the crater and quickly started the project. The shields should be up within a month, and Adam recruited a few of the marines that had grown up in new colonies to make a shopping list. He also had talks with Sig-San about getting the latest rumors. He told him he had sent him something and he would drop by soon to discuss matters they could not discuss over the line. Adam didn’t like it but he guessed the man knew his business and thought it important. The good news was that the waste management department was up and running, and several ships were inbound with organic waste.
The most surprising part was those now weekly meetings with Arus Valontur, the Scisya journalist. He had stayed when most of the others had left. He had kept Adam updated with gossip and news around the federation. It was like Sig-San gave him the rumors and secrets while Arus kept him updated on the day-to-day of the sectors. When he asked to join the clan, Adam had to laugh. He had not thought about it, but now he had the beginning of a media house. Roks laughed as well, and when the ships started to come after two weeks, they didn’t know what to do. They had tourists and a few hopeful looking for work. Roks blamed Arus for it, but they knew this had to start.
Then, the three slave haulers entered the system. Adam ordered Roks and his men up to get ready. Evelyn had her ship up and ready as well, but the ships did not arm or resist. They simply requested to dock. Adam looked up at the sky, then sighed and allowed one ship to land. Roks looked at him as if he was crazy, but he ignored it. They would be foolish to try it twice, especially with so many ships ready to blow them out of the sky. The strange thing was that the ships were filled with slaves, according to the scans.
Adam stood in the docking area as the ship landed; he knew the marines had snipers ready, as well as the droids and Roks. If they tried anything, then they would be ready. Yet, for some reason, he felt calm; he could not explain it; he simply wasn’t afraid of this ship. Instead, he felt pity.
The door opened, and a Busker man came ou…
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